The smell of smoke, blood, and charred flesh filled the forest.
Fifteen bodies lay scattered across the forest floor and crackled hungrily as the women under Brandon's command set the corpses alight.
Looking at the burning bodies, Brandon's gaze narrowed in thought 'This Nubines Empire...'
Even years ago, they tried to kill him using Nacirfa Kingdom as a proxy.
He responded by dismantling Nacirfa entirely and reshaping it into the Holy Land.
And yet, here they are again, still causing trouble.
A soft sigh escaped his lips.
One of the three women who fought alongside Scylla walked toward him.
She lowered the hood of her cloak, revealing her beautiful, sharp features framed by short black hair that barely reached her shoulders.
Her eyes were cold, but they softened slightly when they landed on Brandon.
"Master. The Nubines are causing trouble again."
Brandon nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off the burning bodies.
"Yeah…"
